~Ossanlin~
Ossanlin watches as his stun hit lands dead on but Salem keeps moving, flashing him a look to kill. <Salem, feral humanoid, stop this now or you'll both be stunned and detained.> Ossanlin draws his second shredder and trains it on Rathien. <Whatever your dispute is, I won't have you endangering innocent lives with it.>
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~Rathien~
Rathien snarls as Salem fires off two more rounds. He takes in the form of Ossanlin and then notes the Shredder trained on him. Not on Salem's side obviously, but not on his either. He hurls his body sideways again as the shots near him and some furniture somehow floats into the path of the shot. Rathien winces as the furniture is hurled in his direction, a bar-stool striking his shoulder as the rest flies wide. He catches himself in a similar position as before. He keeps the Entroper leveled at Salem but does not fire, glancing once at the Andalite before returning his eyes back to Salem. Those who'd helped Salem before were not this time, but the situation is still too volatile...curse Tobias for starting this here and now. But of course he would...the advantage lies with him.
He glances at the front door, still blocked by another patron...he did hate retreating, but this situation is not conducive to accomplishing any of his desired results. He glances at the hallway in the back, presumably toward another exit but dismisses it immediately...it would carry him closer to too many people, Tobias included. He glances at the nearest wall...there's a possibility...he decides to wait before exercising it to see what would happen next. After all, outside probably isn't much better than in...who could know what surprises Tobias had waiting out there.
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~Raile~
Raile watches the firefight unfold...one being seems to possess a small gravity-modification device...like a hover-unit converted into a handheld weapon, the other seems to possess a chemical modulating device...some kind of bond-disruptor perhaps. Interesting weapons, and both very effective in completely different ways, and both unlike the technology in either blasters or light-sabers.
He glances at the crouched being, some sort of feral humanoid, and locks gazes with him for a moment. Raile doesn't plan on moving and allows his serene but penetrating gaze to rest on the feral just long enough to let him know that the front door isn't an exit at this particular moment. The strange centaur-like creature...the larger one...seems to be attempting to resolve the situation peacefully. He continues to watch and wait, not interfering with Garreth.
